January 7, 2008 | Filed under: art

I don’t think I’ll ever quite get used to quirks of living with an artist.

That’s okay, though, because sometimes art is fluffysoft.

6 Responses to “Artist’s Way”

1. January 7, 2008
   @ 12:16 pm
   

   Rupert says:

   OK OK. When we move to Canada, I’m definitely going to cover my whole workshop in that stuff. It’ll be like a fun furry padded cell.
   Does this count as your first Semanal post?

2. January 7, 2008
   @ 4:58 pm
   

   Jared says:

   That reminds me of an incident from back in my college days. Being a theatre major, I was taking my semester of theatrical make-up. One night, my girlfriend came home and found, not I, her loving boyfriend, but a freakish man-feline in the style of Broadway’s Cats. The quirks of living with an actor, I guess.

3. January 23, 2008
   @ 11:12 pm
   

   Michael Tyas says:

   That was a great close up! The little fibers tickling your face. You also have nice teeth.

4. January 24, 2008
   @ 10:52 am
   

   cheryl colan says:

   Fantastic! I must know what it was for. I hope you found out eventually!! Well, wait, I don’t want to know if it was for something private…. But, y’know, I want to know if it’s something you can talk about in polite company and stuff. Heh heh.

5. February 4, 2008
   @ 7:15 pm
   

   Du B. says:

   so, what was it for??

6. April 17, 2008
   @ 3:42 am
   

   Jan / The Faux Press says:

   Aw! Every artist should have a sweetheart just like YOU.

   Your sense of comic timing is impeccable, by the way.

   XO

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